Page 80 of Darkness

Only want to say sorry.

“No. Tell him the only people he will see are the ones down there, and he only dies when I want him dead.” I rip the paper up. I’m not going to tell Logan or mom about it. They don’t need to know.

“And, someone wants a shower, what do you want them to do?” Lincoln asks.

“Who?”

“Jasper. His skin is looking fucked up, probably because he’s not showered since you put him in there.” I smile because the bastard is suffering, and I have so much more planned for him. The fun hasn’t even started yet.

“Two minutes, and cold water.” I hear Mason laughing to the side, which makes me turn to him.

“Wouldn’t it be more fun to beat him up a few times a week?” Mason asks, he would like to fight every day if he could.

“You think I want to be down there every week, fuck no.” I close my eyes, and listen to Lincoln telling me about tomorrow's parties quickly, then he leaves, because he knows I don’t care.

“Cain, is the sixth floor still open?” Mason asks, and I shake my head. Mainly because he knows it’s open, so he is only asking because he wants to go up there.

“It is, you want to go up there?” I ask him, looking over at Autumn listening to this conversation.

“Yes, and I’ll take Declan too.It’s his last year of high school, let’s get him ready to have some fun.” I look at my watch to check the time.

“I’m feeling nice, you can go. Let them know I said it’s fine.” I sit back up and finish the paperwork I have to get through.

“Seriously?” Mason asks with a shocked tone.

“Autumn-Rose has come back unharmed, and happy. Go before I change my mind.” I don’t think I’ve seen Mason get up so quick, and I hear him tell Declan that he will call Hayden and Miles.

“See, you do have a soft spot.” I don’t say anything, I don't need people knowing I can be nice. “Do I get to see the sixth floor?” Autumn asks as she walks over to me.

“What do you think is on the sixth floor.?” I ask her, she’s asked a few times now, there must be something going on in her head about what happens on that floor.

“With how excited Mason is with you saying yes, it’s got to involve sex. Spending time with them,I’ve realized they all seem a little— I’m trying to think of the word— unhinged and like what crazy stuff.” Autumn sits on the edge of my desk, and I place my hands on her thighs.

“You want to see the fifth floor?” I ask her, it’s not the same as the sixth, but it might give her an idea of what could be on the next floor.

“Are you coming with me?”

“You're not walking around this club without me, or Lincoln.” I switch my computer off, roll down my shirt sleeves, and grab my jacket. “You’ll enjoy it.” I wink, sometimes people don’t know that watching something sexy makes you feel the same way. It can turn you on to a point you never thought you would be able to achieve. The sixth floor will make you feel like that too, but the fifth will be a good warmup for Autumn.

Walking up the stairs, I look at the bottom three floors. It's always a good view when every booth is full, and the dance floor has no space to move. Reaching the door, I nod at the bouncer.

“Who fucked up, boss?” he jokes.

“Has someone fucked up and I don’t know about it?” I ask him, and he opens the door for us. Autumn stands behind me, smiling at the man.

“No sir, you only ever come up to this floor if someone messes up.” He smiles back at Autumn and says hello.

“Someone wants to know what happens on the fifth floor,” I nod to Autumn.

“Well, enjoy the show Miss White.” He fully opens the door, and I take Autumn's hand in mine as I walk in.

“How does he know my name?”

“I put your name on the list for this floor, and the sixth. Don’t get too excited, it’s on the list to never let you in, and to call me.” I stop talking when she moves in closer to me, and looks around.

Again it’s a circle with the middle looking down to the lower floors, the sixth floor is the only one that you can’t look down. All black interior, black walls and the lights are softly colored in different shades. Poles are hanging from the ceiling, and all have dancers on them, and each booth has a stripper pole. The thing with this floor is that you can touch the dancers. You can dance with them, kiss them, feel them up, the only thing you can’t do is fuck them. But if you touch them, then they can touch you. There’s triple the security here. You get only one chance up here. Fuck up, and you can’t come back.

“This is amazing.” She looks at the woman walking around with no top on. “You thought of this?” She walks to the side, but doesn’t let go of my hand. Every booth is full. “Is this like a pay by the hour thing? Otherwise I don’t see anyone leaving. This has got to be expensive.” Great, she's rambling, while looking at different staff members walking around without clothes on. “Sex?” She turns to me.

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